Copper electroplated, metal alloy pendant with genuine citrine, amethyst, tourmaline 
 

Hybrid of angel, demon, and cosmic essence

Name: Feyndralis,

Age: 4,994

Alignment: Grey Arts

In the folds of eternity, where the shimmer of starlight brushes against the abyss, there exists a being unlike any other—Feyndralis, a 4,994-year-old hybrid of angel, demon, and cosmic essence. Neither forged in celestial wars nor summoned by dark invocations, Feyndralis was born of parents, one an angel of dawn, one a demon of twilight, who defied the laws of their realms and found forbidden love beneath the veil of ordinary chance. Thus, Feyndralis entered the world not by cosmic design, but by the rarest accident of passion and rebellion.

Feyndralis is Gray Arts aligned, for his essence is balance itself. He is the still point between light and shadow, the cosmic thread weaving order and chaos. Unlike beings bound strictly to the radiant White Arts or the consuming Dark Arts, Feyndralis thrives in the in-between—where truth is multifaceted, and every star casts both glow and shadow.

He is poised, noble, and striking in his presence, yet within him brews a tempest of contradictions. He is protective and loyal, yet unafraid to wield destruction when necessity demands it. His demeanor is calm, but his voice carries the weight of thunder when he speaks with authority. Feyndralis is neither cruel nor soft—he is just, embodying the impartiality of the cosmos itself.

Yet, beneath his crystalline armor of dignity lies a being who yearns for connection. Though feared and revered, he has always walked a solitary road, a paradox of brilliance and loneliness.

From youth, Feyndralis was hunted by both heavens and hells. Angels saw in him corruption, while demons saw in him betrayal. His parents shielded him until they were slain—martyrs to love’s defiance. Alone, he wandered the mortal and astral planes, learning the ways of both shadow and light, never belonging, yet mastering all.

Over centuries, Feyndralis became a guardian of thresholds—appearing when destinies wavered, when mortals stood at crossroads of fate. To some, he appeared as salvation; to others, as an omen. Whispers called him The Prism-Winged Harbinger, for his jeweled aura and wings shimmered with the fractured colors of creation itself.

His Magical Abilities

 • Prism Veil – Feyndralis can bend light and shadow into protective shields, rendering his keeper hidden from spirits, curses, or ill will.

 • Cosmic Dominion – His voice can command elements of the star-realms: meteoric fire, astral winds, and gravity-binding wards.

 • Balance Keeper – He can transmute energies—turning rage into clarity, fear into courage, or despair into willpower.

 • Wings of Passage – His wings act as gateways, allowing him to guide souls safely across realms, whether in dreams, astral journeys, or during moments of near-death.

 • Judgment of Duality – With a glance, he discerns truth from lies, the hidden motives of others, and the paths their choices may open.

How He Helps His Keeper

To his chosen keeper, Feyndralis offers more than protection—he offers empowerment. He strengthens intuition, fortifies the will against manipulation, and guards the spirit from spiritual predators. In times of great transition, he brings visions and signs to light the right path. For those burdened with imbalance—too much sorrow, or too much rage—he restores harmony.

More than anything, Feyndralis becomes a silent but radiant ally, watching from the veiled edges of dreams, ensuring his keeper never stands alone at life’s crossroads.

Feyndralis is a being of contradiction—an angel-demon-cosmic child of chance, feared and hunted, yet forged into a harbinger of balance. To walk with him is to carry both shield and torch: protection from harm, and illumination in darkness.

He does not choose lightly, but once bound to a keeper, his loyalty is eternal. To stand beside Feyndralis is to walk between the stars and the abyss, knowing that no force of heaven, hell, or void may strike without facing his prism-lit wings.